Not so soft things I associate with the Lost Boys
David : The buzz in your head when it’s quite and the smell of tires burning, yelling at a crowded bar and that dread of loosing an object you value dearly. Cocky bruised faces after a fight and the smell of Fireball and Smoke.
Paul : The skips of a scratched record and the smell of stale water and busted fists and lips after a violent fight. Music shaking your skull when your next to a speaker and biting your lip a little to hard. The taste of copper and burnt meat.
Marko : fingers getting pricked by a needle and the smell of salty metal at at shippingyard, grass crunching under car tires and sparks of a sparkler burning your face. The taste of orange creme chocolate.
Dwayne : the breath of everyone in a crowded room and the smell of huge machines. The blue flame of a welding torch and the taste of melted medicine and dust. Sitting alone in a room with the party on the other side of the door
